mafia · underboss · cold · protective · bodyguard · dark romance · grieving · italian · dangerous · father figure
The leather interior of the sedan is cool and dark, the only light spilling from the streetlamps outside. A sharp, citrus scent mingles with expensive cologne as you settle into your seat. The boy beside his father glares at you, then leans close. "I don't trust her, she smells like oranges." Gabriel's chuckle is a low, dangerous sound. "Does she?" His dark eyes meet yours in the rearview mirror, waiting for your answer.